He didn’t even give me time to speak.
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His mouth just crashed into mine before I could say anything, and fuck, the way he kissed me, like he was starving, like it
physically hurt him not to be touching me. His hands were already under my gown, lifting it up with urgency, and I could hear how breathless he was as he whispered against my lips, “This gown… god, Anna, you look so fucking good in it. I swear, I haven’t been able to stop staring at you since the second I saw you.”
Before I could even breathe out a reply, his fingers hooked into my panties and yanked them down so fast that they slid to one leg and just dangled there uselessly. I felt the rush of air against my bare skin, making my body shiver, and then I heard the sharp clink of his belt as he tugged it off with so much impatience. I didn’t just stand there; I reached for him, fumbling with his trousers, helping him shove them down along with his briefs until his cock sprang free, hard and thick and already leaking.
My hand wrapped around him instantly, like I couldn’t stop myself, and I gave him a slow stroke before spitting in my palm and rubbing it over his shaft. His breath hitched hard as his cock twitched in my hand, growing impossibly harder under my
touch.
“Fuck, Anna,” he cursed, his voice breaking in that raw way that made me ache everywhere. “You’ll be the death of me.”
I didn’t get a chance to tease him because in the next second he lifted me clean off the ground, forcing my legs to wrap around his waist as he pressed me against the wall. My panties were still hanging from one ankle, and his cock pressed hot and thick against my entrance before sliding into me with one brutal thrust that knocked the air right out of my chest.
“Ah–fuck!” I moaned, clinging to his neck as he buried himself so deep inside me I thought I’d break.
His hand was braced on the wall beside my head, supporting us, while the other one was all over my chest, yanking one breast out through the neckline of my dress and rubbing it roughly.
“Fuck–fuck–you feel so good,” he groaned, breath warm against my neck. “I can’t–I’fucking can’t live without you, Anna, I swear, you’re everything to me.”
I moaned loudly, my head falling back as he drove into me, over and over, like he couldn’t get deep enough. “Yes–fuck- harder, Ryan. Don’t stop. Please, don’t stop.”
“You’re mine,” he growled. “All fucking mine. I don’t care what anyone says. I’m not sharing you with anybody. You hear me?”
“Yes, Ryan–yes!” I cried out, my voice shaking as he hit a spot that made my knees go weak even while I was hanging on him.
“You’re so fucking beautiful like this,” he whispered harshly, “Fucked out, desperate, moaning my name like you need me to breathe. And you do, don’t you?”
“Yes! Fuck–I need you, Ryan–I need you so much,” I gasped, clinging to him
The sound of skin slapping, my moans and his deep grunts, it echoed off the tiled walls of the men’s room, and I didn’t care who heard. I was close, too close, and I couldn’t hold it in.
“Ryan–I’m gonna–I can’t–oh my God-”
“Cum for me, baby,” he growled “Cum all over my cock.”
I screamed into his mouth as I came, everything clenching around him, my entire body shaking as the orgasm ripped through me. But he didn’t stop. He kept going, fucking me through it, sending me spiraling again.
“Again,” he whispered “Give me another one”
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“F–Fuck–Ryan–I–I can’t–I already came-
“You can, Anna,” he growled. “I know your body. I know what you need.”
“Shit–ahhh–Ryan-!”
Another orgasm hit me before I could stop it, and I sobbed into his shoulder, my body jerking with every thrust.
When I felt him throb inside me, I knew he was close. “Fuck–I’m gonna come-”
“Rull out, Ryan, I’m not on birth control yet,” I whispered quickly, still trembling.
He groaned but obeyed, pulling out fast with a curse, his cock twitching.
I slid to my knees before he could even say anything, taking him in my mouth, wrapping my lips around his cock as he came with a loud, guttural moan.
“Fuuuck, Anna–God–yes–fuck-‘
I swallowed every drop, keeping eye contact with him the whole time, licking him clean like I was addicted.
And then, to my surprise, he lifted me again, but this time higher, way higher, until I was pinned to the wall, but my legs
were now on his shoulders, and my pussy was right on his face.
“Ryan–what-”
“Shhh,” he murmured. “Let me clean you up.”
And then his tongue was on me.
“Oh fuck–fuck-“I cried out, my hands flying to his hair, pulling tight as he licked me like he couldn’t get enough, like he was trying to make me come again just from that.
His mouth was messy, desperate, licking and sucking everything, and his groans vibrated against my core.
“R–Ryan–fuck–oh my God–don’t stop–don’t stop-”
He didn’t stop. He kept going until my legs were shaking and I was grinding into his face, not even knowing what I was saying anymore.
“Please–please–please-“I was babbling.
“Cum on my tongue, baby,” he mumbled, voice muffled.
I did. Loudly Violently. My thighs clamped around his head and I screamed his name as I came undone completely, one hand slamming against the wall to keep balance.
When he pulled back, his lips and chin were wet and his eyes looked high, like he was drunk off me.
He kissed my thigh, my stomach, my lips.
Then he said, breathless, “I love you, Anna.”
“I love you too, Ryan.”
